Transmigrated as the Villain’s Cat

The next day was Fu Xiao's birthday.

The villa finally became lively.

A hidden corner of the banquet garden.

Fu Wei was smoking, and he looked a lot haggard these days. As Fu Xiao's younger brother, whether he and Fu Xiao like it or not, Mr. Fu will not allow him to not show up today.

As soon as he came, he hid in the corner very wisely.

He had a really bad time during this time.

Life with Feng Jiaming was not as happy as he thought. The two are in constant conflict together. Jiaming is indeed independent, but he is too obsessed with his career. He has not even seen her for two weeks. Stablize.

He wanted to take advantage of this time to accompany Jiaming to work hard, but who knew that his cat was sick and couldn't bear to leave the cat at home alone, so he could only take care of the cat at home.

Jiaming doesn't like cats, and his cat doesn't like Jiaming either. There is a constant conflict between one person and one cat. Later, he sent the cat away as Jiaming wished, but the conflict was not resolved as he thought.

The very strong Jiaming is very dissatisfied with him doing nothing at home.

There was an outbreak between the two not long ago, and it was also because of that quarrel that he missed the interview for Heishan Investment.

And he was even more brooding about Feng Jiaming's unspoken accusations during the debate that he couldn't put down.

Feng Jiaming said, Fu Wei, your surname is also Fu.

Jiaming didn't finish his sentence, but he knew clearly that she meant that she was also surnamed Fu, so why, unlike Fu Xiao, could endure a life of doing nothing and accomplishing nothing.

Fu Wei shook his head with a wry smile, even if he had been away from home for many years, as long as he still had the surname Fu, someone would always compare him with Fu Xiao, forever.

As far as he can remember, his eldest brother is the proud son of the Fu family and the Song family who is expected to inherit the glory of the two families. He is the future heir of the Fu family.

As long as the Song family was around, no one dared to say a word to him, and he wouldn't allow him to enter the top circle in the city.

Beside Fu Xiao, he will always be like a firefly under the moon, no matter how well he does, he will only be dimmed by the moon.

Just like today, Fu Xiao is the center of attention at today's banquet. Who cares if the second son of the Fu family appears, and where?

"Awei, you are here." The gray-haired old man walked over from the other side of the garden.

Fu Wei, who was still in his own thoughts, didn't even notice that someone was coming. He raised his head, saw the person coming, and said respectfully, "Mr. Kong, why are you here?"

Kong is one of Fu Wei's most respected people of Lingtong Company, which is currently a cooperative relationship with Xingchen. This old man not only has a vicious eye in the shopping mall, but also has a lot of affinity with him, and they hit it off right away.

The two have a good personal relationship.

The old man, who was about the same age as Grandpa Fu, was in good health. At this moment, Kong Linghe looked at the haggard Fu Weiyi, and a faint heartache flashed in his eyes, and said with concern: "Awei, I saw you coming, so I followed, you don't want to. Mind, I see that you are a little unhappy, what's the matter?"

Fu Wei smiled bitterly. There were a lot of things he shouldn't have said, but when he saw Mr. Kong, he had a kind of intimacy that he didn't know where it came from. He couldn't help but say, "It's been a little rough recently."

The iron-fisted old man looked at Fu Wei and said softly, "It's normal to have some ups and downs when you're young, and there's nothing you can't get past if you think about it."

Fu Wei smiled: "Then I'll borrow your auspicious words."

The old man said again: "I know that you are looking for a job recently, and it just so happens that I am going to return to my roots and transfer Lingtong's business center to China. Now I am short of an assistant, do you think about it?"

Fu Weiwei was stunned and hesitant. The old man had said many times before that he wanted him to work in Lingtong Company, but he thought the old man was being polite, but this time the old man also revealed his position, which didn't seem to be casual. The way you say it.

Seeing that Fu Wei hesitated, the old man said, "I hope you young people don't dislike me as an old man who is boring."

Fu Wei hurriedly said, "How could that be?"

The old man took advantage and said, "Then you agree?"

"This—" Fu Wei saw the old man's eyes looking at him with sincerity and concern, he no longer refused, and said cheerfully: "Okay, I'll go."

The old man smiled with satisfaction. He looked at Fu Wei and asked, "Why don't you go in and talk to your friends?"

Fu Wei waved his hand indifferently and said, "Where is my friend?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then he figured it out in a blink of an eye, and said with a cold snort, "Those dogs look down on people."

Fu Wei quickly explained: "I can't play with them. They have a better relationship with my brother, and Xingchen belongs to my brother."

The old man smiled meaningfully and said, "That's not right. Xingchen belongs to Fu's family, not Fu Xiao. Besides, your surname is also Fu."

His surname is Fu too!

Fu Weiwei was stunned, and then uneasily avoided Kong Linghe's gaze and said, "Mr. Kong, you may not know that my brother is the sure-footed heir of Xingchen."

The old man waved his hand indifferently.

As for the heir, who can say it clearly until the last minute?

This time, not only business friends, but also many distant relatives of the Fu family came.

As soon as there are too many people, they will naturally be unable to take care of the small sugar cake.

However, the housekeeper took the small candy cake's gemstone necklace early, and those with a wink know that the small candy can't move when they see the necklace.

The fluffy kitten with a comb and a beautiful gemstone necklace squatted on the fountain stone pier in the central garden early in the morning, looking expensive and cute.

Many children from distant relatives of Fu's family gathered around the fountain, drooling with envy as they looked at Fu Mingming who was stroking the little sugar cake.

Fu Mingming, who was regarded as the king of children, felt relieved in his heart, and couldn't help but introduce to the children, "It's called Little Sugar Cake, and it's my cousin's cat."

The little sugar cake meows lazily, and flicks her fluffy tail as a reply.

He will go to Fu Xiao later, and he specially prepared a gift for Fu Xiao.

The children's eyes lit up, and they said, "So cute." "So majestic."

The little sugar cake, who didn't want to play with a group of children, turned over and watched the little fish swimming in the pool under the fountain.

For this banquet, the housekeeper's grandfather specially added some new species of fish to the pool.

Since he turned into a cat, his sense of taste has also changed, and the fish tastes sweet and crunchy.

Suddenly, Little Sugar Cake felt that her **** was touched.

Which rascal?

The little sugar cake turned back quickly, and happened to see a fleshy little hand.

Grabbing a small candy cake, he quickly pressed his paw with his eyes, and the owner of the little meat hand withdrew his hand with a hoot. When the little candy cake looked up, he saw a man in a small suit. The six or seven-year-old fat man covered his hands and looked at the small sugar cake with watery eyes.

Candy Cane:  …

The little sugar cake stood up, the fluffy haired him now looks like a big one, the collar hair on his neck is blown out, and he looks majestic and domineering, and his eyes that are like jewels are also quite imposing. The little fat man stretched out his paws and pushed the little fat man's hand, wanting to see if the little fat man was injured.

Although he didn't extend his claws, his strength was relatively strong, and it would be bad if he was injured.

The little fat man didn't stretch out his hand, and looked at the little sugar cake in fear.

Little Sugar Cake tilted his head in confusion, and then stretched out his furry paws and pushed the little fat man.

The little fat man tremblingly took out a candy from his pocket, handed it to the little candy cane tremblingly, and said with a twitch in his mouth, "I, I'll give it to you, don't hit me."

Candy Cane:  …

He looked at the candy and fell into suspicious silence.

Too much, what do you take him for?

Is he the kind of cat that grabs candy from kids?

However, this candy seems to be a limited edition abroad, which is rare in China.

The little fat man who was ransacked by the white cat was aggrieved and prepared to return to the group of children. He just took a step when he felt that something was pulling his clothes behind him.

The little fat man turned around with a sad face.

Sure enough, the white cat behind him caught his clothes.

He just couldn't help but touch it. He has already lost his candy. What else does this overlord cat have to do?

The little fat man looked at the white cat.

Satisfied, the white cat put down his paws and used the completely different attitude just now. He walked up to him in a friendly manner, rubbed his palm, patted the candy on the side, and tilted his head towards his soft meow. called.

fatty:……

Even if he was only six or seven years old, the little fat man noticed the completely disgusting face of this cat.

The little fat man, who dared not to speak out, thought hard for a long time, and said tentatively, "Do you want me to open it?"

The white cat meows sweetly and pushes the candy over.

Under the gaze of the white long-haired cat, the little fat man tentatively tore open the candy and handed it to the kitten.

After a while, a little fat man in a suit hugged a fluffy cat with difficulty.

The cat was lying in his arms, holding the candy in both paws, licking the pink tongue in the depths of happiness, and the fluffy tail swept the little fat man's face affectionately from time to time.

Little Sugar Cake thought with peace of mind: For the sake of the little fat man who wanted to hold him so much, he would just accept a candy for his hard work and kindly satisfy his wish.

Looking at the envious eyes of the children around him, the little fat man struggled to avoid the tail that the cat in his arms slapped on his face from time to time, sucked the belly full of fat, and worked hard to hold the cat in his arms and refused to leave. The fat cat lifted it up and smiled sadly.

This cat is fat and heavy.

He wanted to let go.

But he didn't dare to whimper.

The banquet is halfway through.

Looking through the glass in the hall, looking at the small sugar cakes surrounded by children in the garden, Fu Xiao frowned worriedly.

Little Candy Cake is so good-natured and doesn't know how to refuse. What if the group of children hurt Little Candy Cake? It is not necessarily that Little Sugar Cake will be bullied by those children.

He was just about to walk over.

The housekeeper ran over in a hurry, and the dark color changed greatly: "There is news from the sanatorium that Mrs. Song is critically ill and may not be able to survive today."

Mrs. Song is Fu Xiao's grandmother, and Fu Xiao should go to see her one last time no matter what.